BLAMELESS SORROWS

62.Suspicions.

Axel's Point of View.

Well it has been a while since Tilbe fell asleep, or to be more specific it has been about three hours now and no she has not stir even once.

So definitely no sign of waking up. While me Iam nearly done with a book which was kept by the table.

Since I can't move, afraid that she will wake up, I have been sitting very still while she roll around in the couch. And besides to kill my boredom I have been reading this book which I can't really seems to be interested in no matter how long I read.

Anyway I read on line after lines just for the sake of it.

But I was finally put out of reading by Tilbe moving.

But rather than moving she is thrashing around in displeasure. Sweets covering her whole as she make groaning sounds.

Nightmare!

I quickly put down the book and gently shake her awake.

Axel: Tilbe, hey little gift. Wake up, little gift!

She wake up completely drench in sweat by now, looking shocked and startled and scared.

I look at her closely as she look around checking her environment.

Axel: Hey little gift, what......

Before I can finish, as soon as she heard my voice she look at me in relief and cut my words with quickly jumping in my arm and crying out loud.

Tilbe: Ax..... Ax... you ar..e he.re.

I pat her head softly as she continue to cried on bitterly.

Axel: Okay shuss, it was nothing, don't worry about it. It was just a nightmare little gift. Everything is fine so don't cry alright?

She continue to sob not giving a heed to anything Iam saying.

While I look at her worriedly. She has been crying a lot today, she will really end up being sick if this continues on.

Axel: Okay okay, now first tell me what it is about, and I will make evrything okay alright?

She continue to cry, hiccuping here and there and softly answer.

Tilbe: Grandpa is gone, he was gone. He leave us Ax, he leave us.

And she cried more bitterly, her cried seems wrenching.

Seriously, this grandpa leaving perception of hers is affecting her a bit too much. I really need to talk to Grandpa about it.

Axel: It was just a dream, not a real one. Grandpa did not leave, he will be ba...

Before I finish, Little gift was ripped away from me startling me a bit. I look at it shocked, but it was just grandpa who is now hugging her softly, he too look quite worried.

Uncle Jo standing besides us also looking quite worried.

When did they get here?

Grandpa: Hey little fool, how come my brave grand-daughter is crying so much just cause of a dream? Iam here aren't I? Grandpa is not going anywhere.

Tilbe grab on to grandpa more and just cry more and more.

Grandpa: Come on now, stop crying little one. Grandpa will always be here, why would grandpa go to where my lovely grandkids are not? Where would I even go.

Tilbe peek out of the hug and her cries dies down a bit making all of us sigh in relieve.

Tilbe(timid): You went to that place you went before. Is the place that nice that you don't want to stay here with us anymore? If so, you can't go alone, all of us will move together.

She said it quite in a possesive and jealous manner making grandpa chuckled in amusement.

Grandpa: That was just your dream little one. And besides in beauty this part of Iklu is as beautiful as the other part. But I love this part much much more, you know why?

Tilbe nod in a no slowly, her eyes still teary and will likely cry any second again if she hear anything she dont like.

Grandpa: Its because my baby grand-daughter is here and no place and how beautiful it may be, it can't compete with that.

Tilbe still look a bit hesitant and suspicious of grandpa words. While grandpa look at her confident in his words.

While I sit there in disbeleive. I can't believe even in her nightmares, grandpa leaving mean going to that part of the Iklu. She must really have hated grandpa leaving for it.

I shake my head at that and went and take a cup of water and went back again and offer it to Tilbe which she gratefully take and take a sip of it, her mood still down.

Grandpa: Okay I know what will make your mood goes right up, it's none other than Grandpa's cooking. Let me cook you your favourite and my tastiest dish.

Tilbe nod in agreement at that, still busy in playing with the cup of water rather than drinking it.

But then her agreeing face quickly turn into a sour and stren one in a millisecond, surprising me. Now what have she come up with.

Tilbe: No, grandpa you can't cook.

All three of us looked at her in question, but none ask why.

Tilbe: You can't work anymore. Maybe you will complain that I make you cook for me all the time and with that excuse you might leave. I won't give you the chance, I will cook instead. Grandpa just seat and rest.

Her tone become angrier and more determined by the end of the sentence making all of us flinch a little. But nonetheless also amused.

I can't believe she is coming up with all this ridiculous theories now.

Grandpa raise his hand in surrender manner as he heard that.

Grandpa: I will follow whatever Tilbe wants, and if staying put and resting is what you want me to do, then so be it.

And grandpa sit in the couch more comfortably while Tilbe stood up all ready to cook I suppose.

Uncle Jo : But Tilbe, are you sure you don't need help, I can help you with it.

Tilbe expression light up with this suggestion but then it turn sour again on no second.

Tilbe: No. Uncle Jo goes everywhere grandpa go. So if you are unhappy with me too, then you might encourage grandpa leaving.

All of us look at her in disbeleive. Seriously what all kind of crap is her little mind thinking and making up.

Uncle Jo also raised his hand in surrender manner just like grandpa did earlier looking at Tilbe somewhat angered and somewhat teary expression.

Grandpa: So you alone are going to cook for us?

Grandpa look at her curiously while she nod with a determined expression. Oh no, she cannot cook anything and can literally spoil any dish except making rice cake, she is really good at that.

Tilbe: You will see, just wait for it.

We all nod at that, all of us grimacing at the thought of her in the kitchen but not arguing with her. Little gift's today's mood is not something we dare to cross path with, it's better to let her do whatever her little heart desires.

She went away, going inside the kitchen while all of us sigh looking at her. But she come back out before even a minute pass.

Tilbe: Ax.....

I chuckled looking at her defeated expression. What did she even dp to look that defeated in no more than a minute.

Axel: Iam coming, Iam coming.

Grandpa and Uncle Jo softly chuckle looking at us while I went towards the kitchen with Tilbe.

A few minutes in the kitchen, I thought I will be helping Tilbe cook but no I was quite wrong. Iam the only one cooking while Tilbe seat by the slab tearing a piece of spring onion as if it's her literal enemy.

I prep the ingredients needed for the dish while looking at the sulky gift from time to time.

Tilbe: Ax, will you want to leave too if I keep on asking you to cook and bake stuff and do things for me?

I sigh as she ask that, she really need to get out of this mindset, if not she will really start to hurt herself with it.

So I left all the cooking aside and went and stand besides her making her looked up at me.

Axel: Little gift, will you come to hate me and go away cause I keep on asking you to tell me all about your day outside cause I can't go out. Will you start to hate me if I ask you to plant more and more trees and plants every day like I always do.

She quickly nod in a no.

Tilbe: Of course not, I love doing those and more if it's for Ax.

She look at me determined as I ask that.

Axel: Well then it is the same for us. We love cooking and baking and doing stuff for you. We love and enjoy all of this cause we love you a lot and is happy when you are happy.

She nod at that, her mood a bit light up.

Axel: So you can't think otherwise and think of such silly ideas again alright?

She nod again.

Tilbe: Okie.

Axel: And about Grandpa leaving, I know he won't leave. But if you still have doubts, we will ask him all about it after dinner. We will ask what his words mean and why is he doing so and everything you like to ask, alright?

She nod happy with the suggestion.

Axel: Okay then now, give me a smile. I feel like I will be depressed if I keep on looking at your gloomy and puffed face any longer.

She look at me shock as I said that, while I sigh in relieve looking at her mood lighting up a bit.

Tilbe: My face is puffed?

I roll my eyes at that, she cried the whole day. What else does she expect.

I give her a hard boil egg which he confusedly take.

Axel: Ruv it on your face or eyes, they said it help with the puffiness.

Her mouth form and oh and she did as I ask. But me, I don't really know what I said it true.Iam not even sure where I heard it but anyway.

I went back to cooking the beef with red chili, potato, green onion, garlic and a bit spices first fried and then boiled.

While I also cook the rice in the rice cooker and prepare to make some side dish.

While Tilbe is there looking at me working happily while eating the egg I gave her.

I shake my head looking at her.

Tilbe: Can I have one more egg please, Ax.

I chuckled at that and gave her another one.

Axel: This will be the last one, or your appetite will be ruin.

She nod in agreement and went back to peeling and eating her egg again.